Broadcast

Bulletin


Tessa Slatkavitz

Nude

The vulnerability of being emotionally transparent with someone feels like singing in front a room of strangers—unnatural but freeing. The intimacy of bearing your true self in front of external judgement and perception is overwhelmingly blissful.

Shedding the armor worn, stripping back the layers, and removing the barriers that keep the skeletons in your closet prisoners. I took a sledgehammer to my walls and let you peer amongst the rubble.

You witnessed my skeletons and didn’t want to stay. I let myself be nude in front of you. I trust myself to do it again with somebody new.


It's Just A Moment

You say you miss them, but maybe you miss who you are when you're with them. You met yourself in another.

Give yourself the moment of attention they gave you. Validate yourself when the world is distant and cold. Love is always present because it exists within you. It’s the moments that are fleeting.

Experience is riddled with impermanence. Take moments for what they are and just that. Appreciate the people and their moments in real time, for only what we are concretely sure happened.


We didn’t know it in the moment, but the greatness that existed between us was jeopardized for our future wellbeing.

I’m sure our history exists somewhere in the cosmos; memories dance in my mind like a mosaic of what once was. Petroglyphs of our love and pain tell our story—it all melts into one feeling when your head is turned to the past. ​​​​​​​

We may never meet again. Nothing in nature is static. But I’ll see you in my dreams, and that’s enough for me. I think.

Our Past Lives Colored Blue


Artificial Intelligence

Using The Word ‘Please’ When Engaging With AI: The Humanity That Exists On A Micro Scale Within A Space That’s Eliminating Such On A Macro Scale

Pondering how human it is to require assistance with something, to use manners when inquiring for so, and to collaborate with others to birth a beautiful outcome

Now we use those tangible behaviors with algorithms, search engines, and screens—an inhuman outlet posing as our peers, colleagues, or acquaintance

We opt in for convenience over connection, and lack the sense of severity and seriousness to find the will to question and reframe this societal bad habit

Another man-made tool devoid of the former half of its name


It is okay if something does not last forever, as I will not either.

There is an ever-evolving beauty to the even-flow of inconsistency and change.

The ironic contrast of the consistency of inconsistency.

A Revelation


Rediscovering Old Belongings: For The Sentimental Or Nostalgic

Cleaning your childhood room, listening to old music, or rewatching memories in your mind trigger a surreal feeling 

The engagement with a relic of a time you lived through and the experiences that shaped you make for a mentally spiraling marathon

It is something so distant, yet deeply familiar; somehow shaking, but grounding your sentiment in the present journey of the evolving human experience

Sentiments & Nostalgia
of Lived Experience